Secret Lovers Novels & Stories

Yes, I was not going to let my marriage fail because of Fallon, I had already lost my will and life. I could tell Chris the truth and tell him not to tell anyone. I’m sure he would do that for me. But was he going to forgive me for what I did with the CEO and Victor? Was he going to forgive me for selling my body and seducing them, just to end up killing them in the end? “Listen to me, please,” I began, my voice shaky but resolute. “I have been keeping secrets from you, but not the ones you think.” He folded his arms across his chest, skepticism plastered on his face. “Go on,” He said, his tone guarded.

Her hands started shivering when all of her colleagues started gathering around her with bewildered and emulous looks. Suddenly she heard someone switching the TV on and her ears were abruptly filled with the news, "From our sources, we were able to get the pictures of Alexander Kingston' secret girlfriend, surprisingly his girlfriend is none other than his own secretary Isabella Watson." Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she wasn't able to raise her head anymore. She couldn't face anyone right now. She didn't want to be the focus of attention where she would be called names without any reason. "Isa," Nick tried to call out to her, but she was absolutely disoriented. This was not what she wan

But I was still here, still holding onto my job by a thread, and I wasn't about to let go. "Why not?" I said. "Women can seduce men into doing all sorts of things. And it's not like I'm trying to get him to give up national security secrets or something." The more I spoke, though, the more I realized exactly how absurd all of this sounded. As I mentioned before, I'm not a troll, but I'm also not exactly movie-star gorgeous, either. I like my smile. And sometimes people will compliment me on my thick hair (a gift from my Greek heritage on my mom's side). I'm that girl who glides through life without most people noticing her one way or the other. I don't get catcalled walking down the street -

Lily: "James, I have to tell you something. I can't keep it a secret anymore." James: "What's wrong, Lily? You're scaring me." Lily: "I know we agreed to keep our feelings hidden, but I can't do it anymore. I have feelings for you, James. Strong feelings." James: "Lily, I've been feeling the same way. I just didn't want to complicate things with Sarah." Lily: "I know, and that's why we have to keep this a secret. But I can't keep pretending that nothing has changed between us."

When Victoria finally pounded her hard, letting her come over and over, the camera caught it all,Laura screaming Victoria's name, her pussy gushing around the toy, her face lost in pleasure. "You're my secret now," Victoria said on the video, thrusting deep. "Say it." "I'm yours... only yours," Laura moaned. Victoria saved the file and sent a short clip to her husband's phone anonymously,just enough to show Laura getting fucked senseless and moaning her boss's name. They lay together after, Laura curled up against her, still catching her breath. "He might see that," she said, voice small. "What if he shows up?" Victoria was about to answer when her phone lit up on the nightstand,It buzzed lo

I closed the laptop and I kept thinking about Adrian on the gallery floor, sitting in front of that painting, when he earlier said: about the moment before everything became permanent. I wondered what it would mean if his mother had built the first pieces of this fraud. I wondered what it would mean if he knew. Sleep was far from me that night. The next evening. We attended an event at the Ardent Club. I already knew Serena Voss was coming before she even reached us. Three years of research made it easy for me to spot her the moment she walked into the Ardent Club. A model turned creative director. Silverton’s favorite face for two straight years. The woman had been with Adrian for eight mon

The vibration shoots straight through my core. I’m trembling. Thighs shaking. Hips grinding against his face on instinct. Pleasure coils tight, sharp, unbearable. Then— A floorboard creaks upstairs. Gwen’s door opens. Footsteps on the landing. We freeze. His mouth still pressed to me. My legs still spread. Heart slamming so hard I can’t hear anything else. Gwen’s sleepy voice drifts down the stairs. “Selene? You down there?”

Victoria again. I caught the preview before he silenced it: “Tell Elena the final dress fitting is Thursday." And remind her some secrets don’t stay buried. Ask her about the key she’s carrying. I have one too.” Lucas didn’t see it. He was too busy kissing down my neck, already hardening again inside me for another round. I closed my eyes and let him take me once more slow and deep this time, bodies moving like they belonged together. But the fear didn’t leave.

I loved the secret dates she planned, the rooftop dinners under the stars, spontaneous weekend getaways where we barely left the hotel bed, even the sneaky little trips where we pretended to be just friends in public but fucked like animals the second we were behind closed doors. I loved the gifts. The way she’d surprise me with things I mentioned once in passing, the custom lingerie set in my favourite colour, the first-edition book I wanted. But more than anything, I loved how completely she owned me. The sex never got old. The way she made me cum hard, shaking, sometimes sobbing her name. Some nights she was loving and whispering how she loved me against my skin as she fingered me deep. O

, Chris said and leaves Kyra hides herself in a closet nearby ,while she watches Chris leave. She is surprised to hear that Veronica had been with Chris for eleven years ,just as she had been with her brother Blake. " What if Flora wasn't Blake's Child?", she found herself asking. Chris stormed out of the palace party with a heavy heart, his mind racing with thoughts of Veronica and Blake. He couldn't believe that Veronica, the woman he thought he was in love with, had been keeping such a big secret from him. As he walked towards his car, he saw Blake standing by the entrance, looking surprised to see him.